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Dark´eddying�察�whirl light stalks and flying straws。
Oft too comes looming vast along the sky
A march of waters�察�mustering from above��
The clouds roll up the tempest�察�heaped and grim
With angry showers�此�down falls the height of heaven��
And with a great rain floods the smiling crops��
The oxen's labour�此�now the dikes fill fast��
And the void river´beds swell thunderously��
And all the panting firths of Ocean boil。
The Sire himself in midnight of the clouds
Wields with red hand the levin�察�through all her bulk
Earth at the hurly quakes�察�the beasts are fled��
And mortal hearts of every kindred sunk
In cowering terror�察�he with flaming brand
Athos�察�or Rhodope�察�or Ceraunian crags
Precipitates�此�then doubly raves the South
With shower on blinding shower�察�and woods and coasts
Wail fitfully beneath the mighty blast。
This fearing�察�mark the months and Signs of heaven��
Whither retires him Saturn's icy star��
And through what heavenly cycles wandereth
The glowing orb Cyllenian。 Before all
Worship the Gods�察�and to great Ceres pay
Her yearly dues upon the happy sward
With sacrifice�察�anigh the utmost end
Of winter�察�and when Spring begins to smile。
Then lambs are fat�察�and wines are mellowest then��
Then sleep is sweet�察�and dark the shadows fall
Upon the mountains。 Let your rustic youth
To Ceres do obeisance�察�one and all��
And for her pleasure thou mix honeycombs
With milk and the ripe wine´god�察�thrice for luck
Around the young corn let the victim go��
And all the choir�察�a joyful company��
Attend it�察�and with shouts bid Ceres come
To be their house´mate�察�and let no man dare
Put sickle to the ripened ears until��
With woven oak his temples chapleted��
He foot the rugged dance and chant the lay。
Aye�察�and that these things we might win to know
By certain tokens�察�heats�察�and showers�察�and winds
That bring the frost�察�the Sire of all himself
Ordained what warnings in her monthly round
The moon should give�察�what bodes the south wind's fall��
What oft´repeated sights the herdsman seeing
Should keep his cattle closer to their stalls。
No sooner are the winds at point to rise��
Than either Ocean's firths begin to toss
And swell�察�and a dry crackling sound is heard
Upon the heights�察�or one loud ferment booms
The beach afar�察�and through the forest goes
A murmur multitudinous。 By this
Scarce can the billow spare the curved keels��
When swift the sea´gulls from the middle main
Come winging�察�and their shrieks are shoreward borne��
When ocean´loving cormorants on dry land
Besport them�察�and the hern�察�her marshy haunts
Forsaking�察�mounts above the soaring cloud。
Oft�察�too�察�when wind is toward�察�the stars thou'lt see
From heaven shoot headlong�察�and through murky night
Long trails of fire white´glistening in their wake��
Or light chaff flit in air with fallen leaves��
Or feathers on the wave´top float and play。
But when from regions of the furious North
It lightens�察�and when thunder fills the halls
Of Eurus and of Zephyr�察�all the fields
With brimming dikes are flooded�察�and at sea
No mariner but furls his dripping sails。
Never at unawares did shower annoy��
Or�察�as it rises�察�the high´soaring cranes
Flee to the vales before it�察�with face
Upturned to heaven�察�the heifer snuffs the gale
Through gaping nostrils�察�or about the meres
Shrill´twittering flits the swallow�察�and the frogs
Crouch in the mud and chant their dirge of old。
Oft�察�too�察�the ant from out her inmost cells��
Fretting the narrow path�察�her eggs conveys��
Or the huge bow sucks moisture�察�or a host
Of rooks from food returning in long line
Clamour with jostling wings。 Now mayst thou see
The various ocean´fowl and those that pry
Round Asian meads within thy fresher´pools��
Cayster�察�as in eager rivalry��
About their shoulders dash the plenteous spray��
Now duck their head beneath the wave�察�now run
Into the billows�察�for sheer idle joy
Of their mad bathing´revel。 Then the crow
With full voice�察�good´for´naught�察�inviting rain��
Stalks on the dry sand mateless and alone。
Nor e'en the maids�察�that card their nightly task��
Know not the storm´sign�察�when in blazing crock
They see the lamp´oil sputtering with a growth
Of mouldy snuff´clots。
So too�察�after rain��
Sunshine and open skies thou mayst forecast��
And learn by tokens sure�察�for then nor dimmed
Appear the stars' keen edges�察�nor the moon
As borrowing of her brother's beams to rise��
Nor fleecy films to float along the sky。
Not to the sun's warmth then upon the shore
Do halcyons dear to Thetis ope their wings��
Nor filthy swine take thought to toss on high
With scattering snout the straw´wisps。 But the clouds
Seek more the vales�察�and rest upon the plain��
And from the roof´top the night´owl for naught
Watching the sunset plies her 'lated song。
Distinct in clearest air is Nisus seen
Towering�察�and Scylla for the purple lock
Pays dear�察�for whereso�察�as she flies�察�her wings
The light air winnow�察�lo� �fierce�察�implacable��
Nisus with mighty whirr through heaven pursues��
Where Nisus heavenward soareth�察�there her wings
Clutch as she flies�察�the light air winnowing still。
Soft then the voice of rooks from indrawn throat
Thrice�察�four times�察�o'er repeated�察�and full oft
On their high cradles�察�by some hidden joy
Gladdened beyond their wont�察�in bustling throngs
Among the leaves they riot�察�so sweet it is��
When showers are spent�察�their own loved nests again
And tender brood to visit。 Not�察�I deem��
That heaven some native wit to these assigned��
Or fate a larger prescience�察�but that when
The storm and shifting moisture of the air
Have changed their courses�察�and the sky´god now��
Wet with the south´wind�察�thickens what was rare��
And what was gross releases�察�then�察�too�察�change
Their spirits' fleeting phases�察�and their breasts
Feel other motions now�察�than when the wind
Was driving up the cloud´rack。 Hence proceeds
That blending of the feathered choirs afield��
The cattle's exultation�察�and the rooks'
Deep´throated triumph。
But if the headlong sun
And moons in order following thou regard��
Ne'er will to´morrow's hour deceive thee�察�ne'er
Wilt thou be caught by guile of cloudless night。
When first the moon recalls her rallying fires��
If dark the air clipped by her crescent dim��
For folks afield and on the open sea
A mighty rain is brewing�察�but if her face
With maiden blush she mantle�察�'twill be wind��
For wind turns Phoebe still to ruddier gold。
But if at her fourth rising�察�for 'tis that
Gives surest counsel�察�clear she ride thro' heaven
With horns unblunted�察�then shall that whole day��
And to the month's end those that spring from it��
Rainless and windless be�察�while safe ashore
Shall sailors pay their vows to Panope��
Glaucus�察�and Melicertes�察�Ino's child。
The sun too�察�both at rising�察�and when soon
He dives beneath the waves�察�shall yield thee signs��
For signs�察�none trustier�察�travel with the sun��
Both those which in their course with dawn he brings��
And those at star´rise。 When his springing orb
With spots he pranketh�察�muffled in a cloud��
And shrinks mid´circle�察�then of showers beware��
For then the South comes driving from the deep��
To trees and crops and cattle bringing bane。
Or when at day´break through dark clouds his rays
Burst and are scattered�察�or when rising pale
Aurora quits Tithonus' saffron bed��
But sorry shelter then�察�alack I will yield
Vine´leaf to ripening grapes�察�so thick a hail
In spiky showers spins rattling on the roof。
And this yet more 'twill boot thee bear in mind��
When now�察�his course upon Olympus run��
He draws to his decline�此�for oft we see
Upon the sun's own face strange colours stray��
Dark tells of rain�察�of east winds fiery´red��
If spots with ruddy fire begin to mix��
Then all the heavens convulsed in wrath thou'lt see´
Storm´clouds and wind together。 Me that night
Let no man bid fare forth upon the deep��
Nor rend the rope from shore。 But if�察�when both
He brings again and hides the day's return��
Clear´orbed he shineth��idly wilt thou dread
The storm´clouds�察�and beneath the lustral North
See the woods waving。 What late eve in fine
Bears in her bosom�察�whence the wind that brings
Fair´weather´clouds�察�or what the rain South
Is meditating�察�tokens of all these
The sun will give thee。 Who dare charge the sun
With leasing�拭�He it is who warneth oft
Of hidden broils at hand and treachery��
And secret swelling of the waves of war。
He too it was�察�when Caesar's light was quenched��
For Rome had pity�察�when his bright head he veiled
In iron´hued darkness�察�till a godless age
Trembled for night eternal�察�at that time
Howbeit earth also�察�and the ocean´plains��
And dogs obscene�察�and birds of evil bode
Gave tokens。 Yea�察�how often have we seen
Etna�察�her furnace´walls asunder riven��
In billowy floods boil o'er the Cyclops' fields��
And roll down globes of fire and molten rocks��
A clash of arms through all the heaven was heard
By Germany�察�strange heavings shook the Alps。
Yea�察�and by many through the breathless groves
A voice was heard with power�察�and wondrous´pale
Phantoms were seen upon the dusk of night��
And cattle spake�察�portentous� �streams stand still��
And the earth yawns asunder�察�ivory weeps
For sorrow in the shrines�察�and bronzes sweat。
Up´twirling forests with his eddying tide��
Madly he bears them down�察�that lord of floods��
Eridanus�察�till through all the plain are swept
Beasts and their stalls together。 At that time
In gloomy entrails ceased not to appear
Dark´threatening fibres�察�springs